Luyện nghe bài hát Live From H8erville

"Nigga you shit!
You shit when you was here!
I seen you do shit on-
That's the shit you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin...."

1:

JTR and Dr. proudly introduce you
A new with a new style
you're probably not used to

try to
Dicect me like I worship
Cuz I go by three
to confuse you
But to have the nerve
To still I'm a fool to.

Niggaz think that know me
Cuz deep down I'm a dude

When I see 'em in the
I at niggaz like "Who's you?"

It's not I'm stuck-up
It's just the shit that I've been

That happens when a motherfucker tries to you
how cool you try to be
That shit an ill you
That wants to walk up and down the street and dudes
more
When it seems like nobody you

I was
If something for you
Then against you

If niggaz your every move
Then you'll probably be to

You haters luck that I JUST carry a pistol
Instead of gotten like Bin
with bombs and missles...

(Hook)

Live Haterville
haters made a deal
To a nigga killed
Or a niggaz mil
But I'mma it real
And tell you how I
If you run up in my
Kill you and the hate you
(Live Haterville!)
Live Haterville
These made a deal
To have a killed
Or a niggaz mil
But I'mma keep it
And tell you how I
If you run up in my
Kill you and the hate you
(Live Haterville!)

(Verse 2)

Take a to
I reside
On the side
It's a world
up with the fleece hide

Motherfuckas to rob me
But if you got

night
I gasoline
To burn the up

a fuck less
If
If I get up
motherfucker step up
The one getting shot up

And I don't give a what none of you think
Fuck with me and
I'll pop you your family is extinct

Find all that shit in your
Find your ass lying flat off top like a

I made up my
To
Be ahead of the
close
You can hear the end in my ryhmes

And know I do music
And think it's amusing
I too
Cuz you thought it be me you'd be using
To up

If you run up
Blow brains out your stomach
Got
for the studio
Like some fucking hoes
(Live Haterville!!!)

(Hook)

Da Grym

I don't realy think understand
I mean by Haterville
You see
Every city in every state and little town
Has a bit of Haterville in it.

game!

(Verse 3)

My crime is my
Developed a thirst for
Living, sinning no regrets
In me no repentence

I come the home of lynching
Churches with no
The over-sentence
Requires me to spit this

a felon's required
To school in Memphis

I'm in this to pimp the system under-estimates
My

Envision
Money bitches

The law
They be the
The streets they be the

My
To stack chips
And like three wishes

Simple as this is they still me vicious
Cuz I don't ignore the

I split
And
All you player sicker
sickle-cell-syphillis

Infamous Scarecrow
No
I scare
Niggaz hate and like hoes
Niggaz like me care though

got a pair of those

That the world can
Nina than Peter and not afraid to bust

(Hook)

It's exciting, you know, in show business.
exciting.
I like home so I can show-off when I go home.
But some brothers my face.

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I seen you do that on-
That's the shit you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin....

Let me a dollar!"